Update after nearly a year. Hope it's good.
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Itachi refused to let this be a chase. He picked up speed and caught the one holding Sakura, pulled him by the collar and flipped him down. She floated for a second and then gravity met up with her. Itachi held his arms out and she landed perfectly in the crease of his arms. She gasped clutched at him. Itachi could tell that the demon within was stirring. He could feel it, and he knew that it wasn't quite over just yet just because he had her in his possession.
The one he had thrown wasn't down for good; he got up, smiled and dusted himself off.
"We were hit. We don't like that. Go. We'll get the girl." Dasuma ordered. Itachi had heard of the We Talkers, but never had he heard them speak firsthand. And it was foolish the way they spoke of many more when there was only one. Itachi didn't want to chuckle and he didn't want to not chuckle. The situation hardly called for anything humorous like so. Kisame went ahead of Itachi to secure and make sure there was a strong force to hold them up. Their other member stayed back to assure a strong force that would hold the others back. With Itachi, Dasuma and Sakura In the middle, the Akatsuki was practically surrounded. Itachi was just going to have to make sure everyone got a good sight.
He slung Sakura over his shoulders onto his back and blocked the kick of Dasuma which was filled with chakra and pushed him back. He went on the offensive and provided much resistance to Dasuma's illusion jutsus. His Sharingan blazed as he began Chidori. Throwing Sakura expertly into the air he slammed his hand into Dasuma's chest. Catching her perfectly he watched as Dasuma slumped to the ground. He frowned slightly. This fight was too easy and Itachi knew that hearing about We Talkers had to mean something. He could see the Konoha shinobi coming from behind and the retreating. He looked down to find that Dasuma was now a puppet and he was really gone. They hadn't take Sakura, but had fled. And that means what? Itachi signaled for his team to move out and they disappeared.
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"Damn it! Damn it all!" Naruto cursed as soon as he landed on one of the branches and coming to see that Sakura was already taken.
"I would like to believe that it was that unknown group of men." Shikamaru stated when he landed next to Naruto. Neji came next.
"No, Akatsuki wouldn't have let that be. Something else is happening." Jiraiya observed. He sighed.
"We have to go after them." Naruto said.
"You're not going anywhere. In fact, you're about to go home and we're locking you inside."
"I don't care, we have to save Sakura-chan. You can't do this to me." He protested.
"I'm sorry, kid. Today I do. Strict orders."
Naruto, however wasn't listening however. They had to catch him and hold him down to keep him from trying to run away. He struggled, but his attempts were feeble.
"Off!" He hollered.
"Let's get back. I guess he'll just have to be held." Jiraiya informed.
"Let me knock him out." Neji suggested,
"I'm right here, why would I let you hit me?" Naruto snapped.
"You have no choice."
This time Naruto got out of the hold.
"Shadow clone." And Shikamaru did what Jiraiya said. Naruto still didn't give up, and while that was a brave act of his, time was running out to save Sakura.
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Sakura roused, but didn't get up from where she was sleeping.
Fool!
She didn't respond. She didn't, couldn't talk back.
We were this close. How could you do this?
Sakura sat up and studied her surroundings.
Looks like we're not in Konoha anymore. She taunted. The soul inside of her wasn't pleased nor humorous at the time. She felt a gripping at her heart, tugging and tugging. She let out a pained breath and fell back.
I control you. You don't even control yourself. That is the only thing you're allowed to remember.
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"They went for it. Our plans are not destroyed."
"Good. We want the project initiated right away. This must end as soon as possible. The demon belongs to us. The demons belong to us!"
And as one they chanted, "The demons belong to us, the demons belong to us!"
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It was a painful night. A sleepless, uneventful, restless night that seemed much too pitch black. Sakura clenched her stomach with one had and her heart with the other. She lie there still, unmoving and to the naked eye, not breathing. The room suddenly began to seem like it was shrinking in around on her. She felt like her body was going to burst through and spill everything that was on the other side and in.
She couldn't take it anymore. She contain it anymore. This feeling, it was eating away at her and she could tell that she would die if she didn't do something about this problem and soon. Sakura could feel the power rippling and multiplying. She got up and collapsed onto the floor in pain. There was a pressure that was building into something that she couldn't know.
The voice in her head was telling her to forget. He started to talk to her. He told her things that she never knew. She didn't know how she got a demon, but she did know that the Akatsuki's were going to extract it.
You can't let that happen. You won't let that happen.
No, I won't.
Soon we will be one. Very soon.
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There is a fine line not to be crossed
There is a thin chalk outlined destined for somebody
There is a speech bubble positioned just so above your head
And a gun with the trigger pulled and no bullets
What better way to die than to die empty, too far across that line to turn back now
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The seals on the door activated the special jutsu and when Sakura let out a cry she felt a shock through her body that freed her and held her prisoner at the same time. She felt herself waning and some type of hunger deep inside. She did know what was wrong, and she knew that she'd gotten to used it.
This man inside of her head, she didn't know who he was quite exactly, except that he was the only person to know her as much as he did. She smiled to herself, and not because of victory, but because of the irony behind it all. One could just guess what that was.
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Huh? Huh? Short, but my juices aren't flowing. Will just have to be accepted.
Here here,
Purestone